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GODFORSAKEN BELT
Purple Hyacinth | Chapter 103

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This chapter contains explicit content that may not be suitable for minors— but I know you'd read it anyway and ignore this warning, lmao.

Just for everyone's information, the author doesn't know what the fuck she's doing and was laughing hysterically while writing every sentence of this thousands of words of filth.

You might cringe— but that's on you for reading this, you might want to go back to the past so you could have never read this shit— but that's on you for ignoring this warning.

Don't hold me accountable later because you read this on your own accord. Your media consumption is on you. Also, if you know me in real life, get the fuck out of here.

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Kim Dokja bit his lip in anxiousness at her lack of response. She was just standing there, looking at him as if thinking deeply. He couldn't help but wonder what could possibly be going on in her mind.

Had he been too bold? He asked himself, he admits that even he himself was shocked at the words that came out of his mouth.

You noticed his troubled expression and suppressed a chuckle from slipping out. He turned his gaze back to you when he felt your soft palm on his cheek, "Sorry, I was thinking about how bold that statement was."

He takes your hand, you could've sworn that you saw him pout before placing a kiss on your knuckles, "I know you want it too. ." he muttered in a low voice, barely above a whisper, but you still heard it.

You laughed lightly at the accurate remark, "Oh, most definitely." You take your hand from his grip, using it to raise his chin up as you leaned down and press your lips on his.

Kim Dokja parted his lips slightly, giving you access inside his mouth, and your tongue dives right in. He ignored the loud banging on his chest and the heat that has been creeping up to his face, he thought that he would've been less flustered since you've shared a lot of passionate kisses already but every time he feels like it was the first and always ends up with an abnormally red face.

His face was worst than a drunk man who just finished an entire case of alcohol and was about to pass out. He sometimes wished he was blessed with unexpressive features like you, but then thought that it was actually good that he could express his feelings clearly.

You felt a firm grip on your shoulder, and the both of you pulls back. Kim Dokja exhales softly, looking up at you he couldn't help but mutter, "I love you."

He wanted to say those words as much as he can, because maybe, just maybe, something would go wrong and he would no longer be able to say it. . . or you wouldn't be able to say it back.

He dreaded for that to happen. But the future is unpredictable, and full of endless possibilities.

You smiled, caressing his cheek and whispered, "I know."

"Hey!" he called out with a sullen expression, you bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from laughing at his reaction.

You kissed the tip of his nose, "I love you too."

Kim Dokja looks away for a moment, you tsked, gently maneuvering his head to bring his attention back to you, "You never listen. You shouldn't avoid eye contact while having a conversation."

"It's not my fault that you can make me this flustered. Did you put a spell on me?" He cringed at his choice of words.

"I did nothing of the sort. I believe you fell because you wanted to. . . that's what happened to me. It was never my intention to fall in love with you, but I'm glad that I did."